Chimp Credits And Patriotism

Much of my youth was spent reading Science Fiction. I guess it should be no surprise then that most of my attitudes were formed by science fiction writers. I later disavowed these fine men, in favor of Einstein and Russel. Then, after growing up, I returned to a combination of the two.

Here are some extracted thoughts from Robert Heinlein that I think best sums up the world of the "true to our nature human" being that I strive to be, and want to have as associates and friends.

Quoting now...


The next level in moral behavior higher than that exhibited by the baboon is that in which duty and loyalty are shown toward a group of your own kind too large for an individual to know all of them. We have a name for that. It is called "patriotism."

Behaving on a still higher moral level were the astronauts who went to the Moon, for their actions tend toward the survival of the entire race of mankind. The door that they opened leads to the hope that h. sapiens will survive indefinitely long, even longer than this solid planet on which we stand tonight. As a direct result of what they did, it is now possible that the human race will never die.

Many short-sighted fools think that going to the Moon was just a stunt. But the astronauts knew the meaning of what they were doing, as is shown by Neil Armstrong's first words in stepping down onto the soil of Luna: "One small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind."

Let us note proudly that eleven of the Astronaut Corps are graduates of this our school. <note... he is speaking at Annapolis>

And let me add that James Forrestal was the first high-ranking Federal official to come out flatly for space travel.

I must pause to brush off those parlor pacifists I mentioned earlier....for they contend that their actions are on this highest moral level. They want to put a stop to war; they say so. Their purpose is to save the human race from killing itself; they say that too. Anyone who disagrees with them must be a bloodthirsy scoundrel -- and they'll tell you that to your face.

I won't waste time trying to judge their motives; my criticism is of their mental processes: Their heads aren't screwed on tight. They live in a world of fantasy.

Let me stipulate that, if the human race managed its affairs sensibly, we could do without war.

Yes - and if pigs had wings, they could fly.

I don't know what planet those pious pacifists are talking about but it can't be the third one from the Sun. Anyone who has seen the Far East --- or Africa --- or the Middle East --- knows or certainly should know that there is no chance of abolishing war in the foreseeable future. In the past few years, I have been around the world three times, traveled in most of the communist countries, visited many of the so-called emerging countries, plus many trips to Europe and to South America; I saw nothing that cheered me as to the prospects for peace. The seeds of war are everywhere; the conflicts of interest are real and deep, and will not be abolished by pious platitudes.

The best we can hope for is a precarious balance of power among the nations capable of waging total war --- while endless lesser wars break out here and there.

I won't belabor this. Our campuses are loaded with custard-headed pacifists but the yard of the Naval Academy is one place where I will not encounter them. We are in agreement that the United States still needs a navy, that the Republic will always have need for heroes --- else you would not be here tonight and in uniform.

Patriotism --- Moral behavior at the national level. Non sibi sed Patria. Nathan Hale's last words: "I regret that I have but one life to give for my country." Torpedo Squadron Eight making its suicidal attack. Four chaplains standing last while the water rises around them. Thomas Jefferson saying: "The Tree of Liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots --" A submarine skipper giving the order "Take her down !" while he himself is still topside. Jonas Ingram standing on the steps of Bancroft Hall saying "The Navy has no place for good losers ! The Navy needs tough sons of bitches who can go out there and win !"

Patriotism --- An abstract word used to describe a type of behavior as harshly practical as good brakes and good tires. It means that you place the welfare of your nation ahead of your own even if it costs you your life.

Men who do go down to sea in ships have long had another way of expressing the same moral behavior tagged by the expression "patriotism." Spelled out in simple Anglo-Saxon words "Patriotism" reads "Women and children first !"

And that is the moral result of realizing a self-evident biological fact: Men are expendable; women and children are not. A tribe or a nation can lose a high percentage of its men and still pick up the pieces and go on ......as long as the women and children are saved. But if you fail to save the women and children, you've had it, you're done, you're through! You join tyrannosaurus rex, one more breed that bilged its final test.

I must amplify that. I know that women can fight and often have. I have known many a tough old grandmother I would rather have at my side in a tough spot than any number of pseudo-males who disdain military service. My wide put in three years and a butt active duty in World War Two, plus ten years reserve and I am proud --- very proud ! ---- of her naval service. I am proud of every one of our women in uniform; they are a shining example to us men.

Nevertheless, as a mathematical proposition in the facts of biology, children, and women of child-bearing age, are the ultimate treasure that we must save Every human culture is based on "Women and children first" --- and any attempt to do it any other way leads quickly to extinction.

Possibly extinction is the way we are headed. Great nations have died in the past; it can happen to us.

Nor am I certain how good are chances are. To me it seems self-evidence that any nation that loses its patriotic fervor is on the skids. Without that indispensable survival factor the end is only a matter of time. I don't know how deeply the rot has penetrated - but it seems to me that there has been a change for the worse in the last fifty years. Possibly I am misled by the offensive behavior of a noisy but unimportant minority. But it does seem to me that patriotism has lost its grip on a large percentage of our people.

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I hope I am wrong.....because if my fears are well grounded, I would not be two cents on this nation's chances of lasting even to the end of this century.

But there is no way to force patriotism on anyone. Passing a law will not create it, nor can we but it by appropriating so many billions of dollars.

You gentlemen of the Brigade are most fortunate. You are going to a school where this basic moral virtue is daily reinforced by precept and example. It is not enough to know what Charlie Noble does for a living, or what makes the wildcat wild, or which BatDiv failed to splice the main brace and why --- nor to learn matrix algebra and navigation and ballistics and aerodynamics and nuclear engineering. These things are merely the working tools of your profession and could be leaned elsewhere; they do not require "four years together by the Bay where Severn joins the tide."

What you do have here is a tradition of service. Your most important classroom is Memorial Hall. Your most important lesson is the way you feel inside when you walk up those steps and see that shot-torn flag framed in the arch of the door: "Don't Give Up The Ship."

If you feel nothing, you don't belong here. But if it gives you goose flesh, just to see that old battle flag, then you are going to find that feeling increasing every time you return here over the years......until it reaches a crescendo the day you return and read the list of your own honored dead --- classmates, shipmates, friends --- read them with grief and pride while you try to keep your tears silent.

The time has come for me to stop. I said that "Patriotism" is a way of saying "Women and Children First." And that no one can force a man to feel this way. Instead he must embrace it freely, I want to tell about one such man. He wore no uniform and no one knows his name, or where he came from; all we know is what he did.

In my home town sixty years ago when I was a child, my mother and father used to take me and my brothers and sisters out to Swope Park on Sunday afternoons. It was a wonderful place for kids, with picnic grounds and lakes and a zoo. But a railroad line cut straight through it.

One Sunday afternoon a young married couple were crossing those tracks. She apparently did not watch her step, for she managed to catch her foot in the frog of a switch to a siding and could not pull it free. Her husband stopped to help her.

But try as they might, they could not get her foot loose. While they were working on it, a tramp showed up, walking the ties. He joined the husband in trying to pull the young woman's foot loose. No luck.

Out of sight around the curve a train whistled. Perhaps there would have been time to run and flag it down, perhaps not. In any case both men went right ahead trying to pull her free.....and the train hit them.

The wife was killed, the husband was mortally injured and died later, the tramp was killed --- and testimony showed that neither man made the slightest effort to save himself.

The husband's behavior was heroic....but what we expect of a husband toward his wife: his right and his proud privilege, to die for his woman. But what of this nameless stranger ? Up to the very last second he could have jumped clear. He did not. He was still trying to save this woman he had never seen before in his life, right to the very instant the train killed him. And that's all we'll ever know about him.

This is how a man dies.

This is how a man......lives !

"They shall not grow old
as we that are left grow old,
age shall not whither them
nor the years condemn them;
At the going down of the sun
and in the morning,
we shall remember them"

Tomb of the
Scottish Unknown Solider
Edinburgh, Scotland

Is it a full moon or something?

Originally posted by Redmike
Is it a full moon or something?

Originally posted by Redmike
Is it a full moon or something?

Originally posted by marinakatomb
*lol*🙂¬~

Originally posted by StarValleyWy
The next level in moral behavior higher than that exhibited by the baboon is that in which duty and loyalty are shown toward a group of your own kind too large for an individual to know all of them. We have a name for that. It is called "patriotism."

Originally posted by mmanuel
I thought this was known as "empathy"

Or is that just the European coming out in me 😀😀😀😀

Mark

Originally posted by StarValleyWy
Who knows? I think empathy is directed at the individual, not the group.

I have been surprised that nobody has noticed the difference between "Patriotism" and "Nationalism". Oh well.

<still giggling from your other post... I ...[text shortened]... e, but it is really because the other one deserve two... at least>

Originally posted by mmanuel
Is there a difference???????

On a different note I just tried to recommend my own post, but it wouldn't let me :'(:'(:'(:'(:'(:'( What is up with the world?

Mark

also giggling

Originally posted by StarValleyWy

A big difference between Nationalism and Patriotism. If you read the essay, you will notice that the whole thing is couched in terms of NO PARTICULAR country. It applies to all people. Nationalism is the putting of POLITICAL unity over common sense and common good.

For what it is worth.

Originally posted by mmanuel
You mean other than this paragraph:

"I won't belabor this. Our campuses are loaded with custard-headed pacifists but the yard of the Naval Academy is one place where I will not encounter them. We are in agreement that the United States ...[text shortened]... urprised he didn't have dancing girls next to the podium!

Mark

Originally posted by StarValleyWy
It translates to "Sandhurst" quite well. It is still a general statement, that only states the obvious that would be as true in GB as it is here.

As to the dancing girls... I don't think it relates. As to the "custard-headed".. ...[text shortened]... d name. They deserve better than to be equated to mindless robots.

Originally posted by mmanuel
But "custard-headed pacifists" 😀😀😀. I can't wait to use that one next time someone from "People and Planet" stops me at university and tries to make me sign an anti-war petition

Mark